“People were bringing little children to Jesus for him to place his hands on them, but the disciples rebuked them.  When Jesus saw this, he was indignant.  He said to them, ‘Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these.'” – Mark 10:13-16

This passage brings to mind politicians being photographed with babies at fundraisers and public events.  They are heartwarming, but the question of an ulterior motive is always at hand.  In contrast, Jesus disregarded others’ approval and welcomed the children who were considered by their society to be insignificant.

Tomorrow morning, my commission is to teach three and four year old children that Jesus wants to bless them, that he loves them and that he values them.  With Valentine’s Day approaching, the concept of love is in construction paper hearts everywhere.  Love is fun this time of year.  Jesus did indeed love and bless the children when he walked on earth and I believe he is present with each child today.

As I plan an hour with these three and four year old hearts, I ponder the humanity and deity of our Lord Jesus who loves them.  How can I possibly convey the depth of such love?

– a love that made them in his image

– a love that was prophesied from the beginning of time

– a love that left the throne of God to be born amidst severe Roman oppression

– a love that endured forty days and nights of temptation and hunger, that he may know every temptation their heart will one day face and be their Helper

– a love that notices them and seeks them out when the world will betray and forget them

– a love that suffered and endured a brutal Roman crucifixion so that they may be reconciled to God

– a love that will dwell within them

– a love that is unending and never fails

– a love that will convict them to take up their cross and follow him

My heart can hardly comprehend the depth of this love.  For tomorrow, the focus may bend toward construction paper hearts, but I pray that a seed is planted in their souls of our Redeemer’s great love for them.

The well-meaning disciples wanted to overlook the children of their day.  I must ask myself:

Who am I keeping away from my Messiah? 

Who do I hinder? 

Who do I consider to be insignificant?